The worry in Lucien’s eyes can not go unnoticed, especially to Dalia, while she stares at him trying to finish his work for the past hour.
“Lucien,” Dalia takes his attention from the sheet on his desk.
“Yes my love,” Lucien answers with a smile on his lips, a smile which she can tell does not reach his eyes. Dalia doesn’t say a word as she keeps staring at him, returning the same smile to him. “Forgive me my love, I know I promised we’ll leave an hour ago. For that, I’ll keep all these aside.” Lucien speaks, as even with his words Dalia still doesn’t say anything, but get up from her side to move to her mate.
“Tomorrow begins the competition for Dialogue and economic management. I believe we have to rest before then, especially since you’ve been studying profusely.” Lucien’s hands me
